Another dog treat recipe, these in mini muffin form.
Since our dogs range in size from 25 to 50 pounds, I like to make our homemade dog treats small that way I can double up on them for the bigger dogs and just give one to our smallest pup.
It’s been a while since I’ve made some homemade treats for the pack of 4-legged residents chez sweet betweens. In fact, the last time I shared a recipe with you we only had Rosey and Ramble. Since then, we’ve added a puppy by the name of Ruby [Falls] to the bunch.
ruby + rosey + ramble
ruby + ramble + rosey
… as you can tell, Ruby’s a bundle of energy, unable to sit still for a picture!
Some more No Shame November contenders from years past. These more shameful than the first, however, because I was old enough to have some sense about me. At least, I should have.
multi-colored braces rubber bands.
Since the holiday season is on us full-force, now, I’ve not been doing much but rolling out of bed, heading to work, rolling home, eating some take-out and heading to bed. Leaves little room for shameless indulgences or activities. Well, aside from seeing Catching Fire twice already. Two days in a row.
So to continue the fun I’ve been having [and hopefully, you, too?] with No Shame November, I’m digging through my family photos of years gone by and sharing some rather shameless events and quirks from the past 30+ years or so I’ve been around.
Hope you enjoy!
I cried as loudly as possible anytime my grandmother was near. Rumor has it, even when I simply heard her key in the lock of her front door. This is, I guess, the only time caught on camera when I behaved.
I don’t know about you, but Thanksgiving around my family’s house is fairly low-key. We’re a tiny family, so that probably helps with the stress factor. My mom is in charge in the kitchen and outsources the prep work to her minions [aka my dad, me + The Husband].
Breakfast on Thanksgiving morning is a hodge-podge, come as you are, rifle through the fridge situation as my mom’s attention is already on the fennel-leek-potato gratin, the stuffing and, of course, the bird. We usually have doughnuts of some sort in the house – a combination of a Dunkin’ Doughnuts being just around the corner and a remnant of my late grandfather who used to eat a cake doughnut with his coffee every. single. day.
So with this in mind, I whipped up this dessert. Make sure that while you’re noshing on your doughnuts and mandoline-ing the potatoes for the gratin, you leave at least a dozen round baked beauties to get a bit stale over the next 24 hours. They’ll soak up the sweet [and spiked!] boiled custard mixture perfectly and become a most indulgent, over-the-top delicious dessert that takes all of 5 minutes to whip together. Talk about the perfect hands-off dessert to go with the turkey sandwich leftovers that’ll be happening on Black Friday.